Minyelaire

Part two of an alternative future :) 

The elves walk in silence for a short while.

'Ah!' Vardarianna screams.

(Daerundros thoughtfully places the tip of her quill on her lip, thinking of something to write, before she jolts, filled with an idea, and begins to scribble)

6th Orgilion of Laer, T.A 3018

Ah, where to begin.
The first foot of our journey is already planned, and we are to leave later this evening, heading for Celondim, and from there, we take a boat to Pelargir. After we reach Pelargir we make for south Gondor, and finally, approach Near-Harad.

Part One of an alternative future :) 

**OOC: I am sorry if some of my points here aren't very fluid, I am still struggling with being more concise in my writing. I do have a tendancy to labour my points :p therefore what should be 2 pages of story turns into 10! haha, not so good for you guys here on la ;)**

This dream takes place right after the one where Daerundros dreamed of being a Sharisad, after her former dream slowly fades, she is taken to a new one.

"The Power of Debt can be one of the most dangerous weapons."

Just to note, I've added tragic music to the last two alternative futures. Some action music for the harad one will follow ^^ Also, I'd love to give you a challenge; Can you read and hear the music at the same time without crying? ;) I know I know, i'm sorta pushy on this one, but I'm proud at the emotional depths of the futures because the music itself makes my eyes water. :O The music is not made by me, only a few select pieces from various artists. Enjoy them!

Sincerely,

The person behind Daerundros

"Shall we commence?" I asked, unsheathing my sword as Minyelaírë took her scimitar from her hilt and did the same, taking that as a yes.
Minyelaírë struck first, leaping over me in a remarkable feat of acrobatics. I caught most of the movement as she landed by my side, aiming for my foot as she drove her scimitar to the ground. I quickly pulled my leg out of the way, as she jumped again, to the side, and attempted to slash at me.

((YAY! I found a way to finally embed music to my stuff using youtube videos! :D Anyway, this is a nice piece from Alkindi, an arabic music composer. I use this piece only for private non-profit purposes, no copyright intended ^^))

The Story begins with Daerundros falling asleep near Minyelaírë and having a strange dream which takes place in Selem, a city of the Haradrim in Harad near Mordor.

I growled to myself in anger as I relentlessly slashed the tree before me back and forth, not caring about it, nor paying attention.
I was saddened, burdened, due to the handful of work I was handling that was Minyelaírë. I sighed slowly, running out of the ruins, to slay some boar, thoughtful of my argument with Minyelaírë;
"Why try to confront an enemy that is ten times greater than thee?" She said, smirking at my rather mournful form, "He would slay thee and leave thy body there and laugh three times at it."